MARGAREET(JD):Horror,Thriller & Suspense

***The urge to just take a huge bite of flesh was uncontrollable. She just had to take one bite; as if she were a wild wolf on the prey of her kill.She could feel the saliva building up in her mouth, watering...until finally... her teeth rested on his neck, ripping the very skin she had just cut with her dagger. The blood soaked flesh sounded like lettuce being pulled apart. The attached muscles from his neck where giving her a bit of a fight, like rubber bands attached to his very neck. She indeed has several strands of his neck muscles stuck between her teeth, but ah, how delicious this meal was. The blood was so warm, it stunk. But to get the satisfaction of the kill was when she had a mouth full of flesh, vessels, tendons and muscle. What warm gratification that was to have Samuels blood slowly trickling down her throat. She took her hand and caressingly wiped the blood in an upward motion, as to push the blood from her throat and chin up to her mouth,licking the coagulated blood off her palm.***NOTE:For those of you who have not figured it out, *MARGAREET* is one of my characters.Do enjoy, as Margareets Hunger...is a deadly one!Writing and putting a nasty little twist to it. Do not close your eyes when you see one of my darling "Children of the Night",for it could very well could cause you to have a NIGHTMARE. Considering I also write about Vampires/Vampyres , it makes you wonder what I have experienced, doesn't it? **laughs wickedly**.Wondering about me now, or do you wish to leave screaming on what be hails on this earth? Enter My Lair If You Dare. After spending days on end at GROUND ZERO (9/11),then do the same thing on my own home ground finding mostly mangled,unrecognizable,rotted,decomposed bodies, even having innocent children die in my arms,I chose I needed a release valve, before I went insane. And then KATRINA and Tsunami hit,I had nothing but dead people in my head, days in and days out.I had written diaries and journals over the years but I was asked to do something a bit different. I took my living hell, and twisted it to give you my own nightmares.The dead now walk, breath, taunt and drink, from the living souls.At last, my own soul can rest, for I have given you,a whole new outlook... on the dead. I do my best thinking here, late at night of course. Do enter my hell wont you? I make your Nightmares come to surface my sweets.I take your deepest darkest fears and put them on a platter just for you.Arm behind my back for this one...Please pay us respect and NOT call us ambulance drivers,we're EMT's,MEDICS,FLIGHT MEDICS,FIREFIGHTERS. We were put through living hell to get our title and we earned our nightmares. On top of an original Firetruck. Playing with the bell was kewl, but I often wondered, just exactly how close do you have to be to really hear that thing?lol. See that little cooler held by a chain? Thats where we put the body parts we find... in a bag,on ice, usually from the dead. Pretty nasty when we have to place tiny mushed body parts in there,like brain matter,intestines, eye balls,digits (fingers n toes)that had been ran over by automobiles or from a plane crash. Want a Ride My Dear? I promise it wont hurt for long.**laughs wickedly again** To my brothers and sisters in Firefighting, EMS crews, Search n Rescue crews and Police... those who put there lives in danger everyday, to save and protect strangers. I will never forget my brothers that have given their lives in the field of duty.